Rise of the Otherworld.

After repelling the invasion of the small sect, the Zhenwang Sect seemed to have restored a brief period of peace, but Lin Yu knew that a greater crisis might be quietly approaching. The atmosphere in the sect was still tense, and everyone could feel the invisible pressure.

"Tang Feng, strengthen the sect's patrols and don't slack off in the slightest." Lin Yu ordered solemnly. He stood in the courtyard, looking at the mountains in the distance, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

Tang Feng nodded and replied, "Don't worry, Sect Master. I have already sent more people. Not only have we increased the number of patrols, but we have also expanded the scope of patrols to ensure that every corner of the sect is under our control." Tang Feng's eyes were firm. He knew very well that the sect was in a difficult situation at the moment.

During this time, the disciples of the True King Sect were intensively training, striving to enhance their strength in preparation for the unknown dangers. On the training grounds, the disciples drenched in sweat, each move imbued with power and determination. Their cries rose and fell, as if declaring war on fate.

However, some bad news keeps coming.

"Master, some nearby forces seem to be secretly allying and eyeing us covetously." A spy hurried to report. His face was full of anxiety and worry. He finished speaking breathlessly and waited for Lin Yu's instructions.

Lin Yu frowned, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "Continue to explore, and make sure to find out their purpose and action plan. Also, keep a close eye on their movements and report to me immediately if there is any movement."

Meanwhile, problems were also emerging within the True King Sect. Due to the continuous fighting and consumption, the sect's resources were beginning to run low. The warehouses, once piled high with elixirs and cultivation materials, were now dwindling to a mere handful.

"Master, we're running low on elixirs and cultivation materials. If we don't replenish them, our disciples' cultivation will be greatly affected," the elder in charge of supplies said worriedly. He looked at the empty shelves, his face filled with helplessness.

Lin Yu pondered for a moment and said: "Send people to the surrounding towns to purchase, but be careful not to expose the sect's strengths and weaknesses. Try to find more reliable channels to ensure that you can buy enough supplies."

Just as the Zhenwang Sect was struggling to cope with various problems, a mysterious letter was delivered to Lin Yu. There was no mark on the envelope, but it exuded a strange aura.

Lin Yu opened the letter and saw that it said: "Zhen Wangzong, your doomsday is coming, this time, no one can save you." These simple words made Lin Yu's heart tremble.

He clutched the letter tightly, his hands trembling slightly. "Who on earth is it? How dare they challenge the True King Sect like this?"

Tang Feng, who was standing aside, said, "Sect Master, could this be a psychological attack by the enemy?"

Lin Yu shook his head: "Whether it is or not, we can't take it lightly. It seems that the enemy is well prepared, and we must be fully prepared."

Within the True King Sect, panic reigned. Some disciples began to worry about the sect's future and discussed the matter privately.

"Can we really make it through this time?"

"I don't know. I feel like the situation is getting more and more serious."

When Lin Yu heard these discussions, he knew that he had to stabilize the morale of the army at this moment.

He summoned all his disciples and said loudly, "Don't panic, everyone. The Zhenwang Sect has weathered many storms and never fallen. As long as we unite as one, there is no obstacle we cannot overcome!"

After hearing Lin Yu's words, the disciples felt a little relieved, but the potential crisis still loomed in everyone's heart.

Can the Zhenwang Sect find a way out of this crisis? The future is full of uncertainty.